The return to Luna Peak

As we marched back home, the supply wagons in tow, I couldn’t help but feel pride at what was accomplished.

I had managed to attain a collar and chain leash, and had fastened it around my new thrall, Melantha. She accepted the collar around her throat with no challenge, only complete compliance, the indication of a good ****. I gave her clothing just enough so she wouldn’t freeze, as I pulled her by the leash back to Luna Peak. I purposely yanked at the leash every so often so I could watch her big tits jiggle from my rough handling.

The other thralls were in similar predicaments as they were pulled and dragged by my wolvir brethren. Zandor had taken one of the women as his own, he physically fought other wolvir for the right to claim her as his ****. She was an average girl, not as curvy or voluptuous as my thrall but she had some swell of breasts and ass. She had long disheveled hair that still had a glossy look about it, even after everything she had been through. She was as young as eighteen with what I learned, and it showed on her angelic and innocent looking face. She had big brown doe eyes and plump lips that would look good wrapped around a wolvir cock. She had trouble accepting her new role as a wolvir’s thrall, as she cried most of the journey back home.

The first thing I noticed when leaving my tent this morning, was Zandor’s thrall on all fours by the fire as he fucked her mercilessly from behind. Tears had streamed her pretty face as she struggled to comfortably take Zandor’s big wolvir cock. Her smaller frame looked like it wouldn’t accommodate the large size of a wolvir dick, but Zandor proved it was possible as he thrusted his length inside the thrall. She cried out every time he plunged his shaft deep inside her tight pussy. She would beg and plead for him to stop, but it all fell on deaf ears as he fucked her more roughly.

During our journey, we stopped for a break, just under an hour by our understanding to reach Luna Peak. Zandor came to me, his thrall being pulled in behind him. She gripped at the collar around her throat, but with no avail could she loosen the constriction around it, she looked scared and uncomfortable.

“General, may I speak to you?” Zandor asked.

“You may.” I said.

“General, I must thank you. You have trained me well to fight our enemies. Without it, I may surely have died against the orcs, you are helping me avenge my family. You have given me the thrill of battle and blood. And I have felt the pleasure of a human woman, thanks to you. All I ask, is to continue fighting for you. I don’t have much in the way of gratitude, but I hope offering this thrall will be enough to show my thanks.” He yanked the chain and the thrall stumbled forward.

“You don’t wish to keep her?”

“No general, I have known the pleasure of her flesh and cunt, all I need now is battle. I have no need for this thrall, It would be a shame to see her go to waste, when you can make use of her instead.”

“I accept your gift, Zandor. What’s her name?” I asked.

“I didn’t bother learning it, general. I just wanted to fuck her, that’s all.”

I looked at her again, she shivered from fear and the cold. My own thrall, stood next to me stoically, showing no sign of emotion.

“I need to call her something, so she knows to attend to me when I call for her.” I said, her big doe eyes looked scared. “I know, your name is Doe.”

“But, but… my name is…” she stammered.

I grabbed her at the back of the head, gripping her hair tightly, pulling on her scalp, she yelped.

“Your name is Doe.” I growled. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes…I understand…my, my name is Doe. Mas…master.” She whimpered, her eyes wide in terror as her body shook. Her eyes welling with tears.

I now had two thralls to use for my needs, Doe was not my usual type of woman I would go for. Her curves were lacking to the usual women I liked, but I would still enjoy breaking her all the same.

I held the two chains as we travelled back to Luna Peak, my two thralls followed. Doe looked nervous from what the future held for her, whilst Melantha looked as emotionless and unreadable as before. I gave myself a personal goal to have them crave my cock, like my mate and other bitches. I seemed to be closer to achieving the destiny set out for me to make this world my bitch and breed all the humanoids.

It took us under an hour to reach home, I was eager to show my victory to my father, and to the king.